A tall figure dashed in wildly, his steps like a whirlwind, stopping abruptly in front of Luo Wuya, grabbing his collar, and swinging a clenched fist hard.
"You old bastard, you dared to touch her, I won't let you off!"
"Hehe..." Luo Wuya grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-mixed saliva, "Luo He, I've long advised you, that blueprint will never appear again. Don't dream about it. Why not learn from your brother, be a truly vile villain, and those things might even thrill you."
"Fuck off!" Luo He cursed under his breath and swung another punch.
Smith suddenly grabbed his wrist, saying in a deep voice, "Luo He, stop it, he's your grandfather."
Luo He forcefully shook off Smith's hand, stepped back, his eyes seething with fury glaring fiercely at the two old men who were about the same age.
"Heh..." Luo He curled his lips into a mocking arc, "You created me with your own hands, yet today, you've shattered all my beliefs."
